In All Our Years ™

To live simply is to root and nourish our life as plants do thrive on gifts of seed, soil, sun, water and rest. Yet, sometimes, it is the mind’s desire that spoils beyond the needs …

In the dark of the night, there is no sign your sun will return, only the murmurs of distant stars that proclaim, perhaps she will-

in times where sense of circumstance true, i did not think of what to do. now when much has spun off round, i find my days less profound. how to find my way? was there …

within the thought of a flower’s desire- to put forth even a single petal for us to see- is more than enough- to bring joy- to our moments.

Within every storm, a Rainbow is born.

i miss your smile- in the light of day. i miss your voice- while i’m away. i miss your warmth- when we embrace. but most of all- i miss Your Touch- tis the end our …

when all once was, is not there- when work and play blend to none- when children fade into where- when wind and sail fall to done- when rain falls yet I am dry- when minds …

He studies her morning glow- She lights the way- He watches the horizon flow- She gives him day- He loves her by his side- Together they will travel- To places far and wide- A mystery …

the Art of Dance is not sexual, although it looks very much so. it is something more actually. in those moments of song and embrace, the mind appears to be in control, yet there is …

Nirvana is found- In the simplest of forms- In the Joys of your Moments-